Absolution through profanity.

I’m at Ohare airport, my favorite place in the world. I decided the grab a tuna sandwich before my next flight. The chipper lady behind the counter kept messing up putting my credit card in and at one point laughed and said “I keep fucking up.” Realizing what she said, she looked up at me in horror.

“Well you need to fucking try harder then, don’t you?” I said. And we shared a laugh.